your raven tresses still holds the scent of forest floor where we lay bare to the world and each other in a clasping, full loving embrace bits of leaves and twigs declare our vigorous forest workout finished promised to show me a stretch of woods i would not soon forget deep in the woods we traveled, i wasn't looking when you tripped me pouncing upon me with your legs pinning me down you had your way unbuttoning my faded flannel shirt you spread it across the needles my hands found a grip on your blouse and managed not to rip it off freeing your lace enclosed breasts with an experienced tender touch mature, well bitten nipples pressed deep into my now gaping mouth nursing like a ravenous newborn i lather her milky orbs in wet saliva rolling over i surprise her by pulling her damp jeans off in one fell swoop now reversing the pinning i am king of the hill or her still pantied mound strong calloused hands quickly tear this shear barrier to ragged shreds ignoring her pelvis gyrations i instead assault her lips with fever and lust exploring her throat from within with a raspy tongue i lick her tonsils finally coming up for air i run rough hands over every inch of her body purposely avoiding her quivering cave till the very last moment held she pulls my willing fingers deep within her where she boils hotter still fluid pulses past my potting digits down her inner thighs now licked needing no more encouragement i plow this fertile land as never before virgin soil if only by destination it still brings out a hunger for possession thrusting long and hard i bring out her animal nature in all it's streanght her legs wrap around me in cobra fashion keeping me to short thrusts yelling to her gods and all things sacred she orgasms past release entering almost comatose relaxation of erotic proportions never had not done i pull her on her feet and push her erect against the tree forcing her mound and breasts to grind against gnarled, rough bark bringing excited growls of even further anticipated, unexpected acts telling her to hold the tree like a long lost lover i grab her hips strong thrusting deeply within as she cries not in pain but release of control finally spent we collapses yet again in the deep and now damp earth mixing sexual scent with the glory of nature to behold in our hearts
greetings me lovely Lady. Been so busy lately have little time for FB. how about we touch noses on MSN or yahoo IM ? xx
